Chapter 124

Wu Chuang did not change his face, smiled and said, "I don't know if Qi always wants to help the one around you get justice?"

The topic shifted to Qin Churou.

When Wu Chuang saw Qin Churou, he already guessed that Qin Churou was Qi Wenshi's student.

"Yes." Qi Wenshi did not shy away, "I think my apprentice's level is not as good as Wei Cheng, but more than enough as others."

Wu Chuang replied politely, "well, if your apprentice is as powerful as you said, I'll give her back the quota."

He looked at Qin Churou, "what's your name, please?"

Qin Churou answered.

Wu Chuang nodded and went back to his office and took out two paintings, one of which was Qin Churou's.

He opened it and asked, "did you draw this?"

"Yes." Qin Churou nodded.

Qin Churou painted the scene of a woman kneeling on the ground with a dead child on a rainy night.

"OK." Wu Chuang began to comment, "this painting really describes the pain of the mother's loss of children, but her pain flows on the surface, and her eyes do not convey any pain. In addition, it pays too much attention to painting skills and stiff lines, but shows more deficiencies."

Wu Chuang pointed out the shortcomings of Qin Churou's paintings sharply. Qin Churou's face became more and more stiff.

Qi Wenshi's face is too good and angry. At least he is a generation of masters. Can't you leave him some face?

Wu Chuang always smiled politely. "Compared with his peers, this painting is very outstanding, but it is not brilliant in the green painting competition."

By implication, he will not change the quota.

"Then I want to see how good the Sheng is." Qi Wenshi sneered.

Wu Chuang handed the painting to Qi Wenshi. "This is her painting."

Qi Wenshi took it and disdained it.

Sheng is just a junior. Qin Churou gets his advice and can be worse than this Sheng.

Slowly open the painting, the eye is a black.

Qi Wenshi sneered, "Chairman Wu, is this what you call a good picture?"

Wu Chuang smiled and said, "keep looking down."

Qi Wenshi took back his eyes and looked down on Wu Chuang. However, what's the pride of becoming famous after him?

Qi Wenshi's disdainful eyes fell back on the painting.

The corners of the lips are sarcastic smiles.

If Sheng's painting is worse than Churou's, don't blame him.

However, a few seconds later, his face was stiff, and the contempt in his eyes turned into shock.

"Qi Lao, is Sheng's painting better than your apprentice's?" Wu Chuang's tone was still very good.

Qi Wenshi looked at the painting carefully, trying to find out the mistakes of the painting,

However, he couldn't find any defects in his eggs.

Qi Wenshi raised his head. Anyone with a clear eye can get this painting. It's better than Qin Churou's. He can't open his eyes and tell lies.

But that doesn't mean he'll forget it.

This painting is enough to shake the painting.

In senior three, I was only 17 or 18 years old. I could make such brilliant paintings. No one would believe it.

Qi Wenshi sneered and closed the painting, "Wu Chuang, are you really sure this painting was made by Sheng himself?"

Wu Chuang frowned, "Qi Lao, do you suspect that this painting belongs to others? Sheng took other people's paintings to compete?"

He has met many talented people, and Wei Cheng is one of them.

Sheng's ability to draw such a picture does not mean that she must be plagiarism. Maybe there is such a genius in the world.